Haven't visited this thread much. Looked through. Didn't think this one had been told. If it has, apologies.
Singles matchup of strangers. Local muni.
John and Fred begin a stroke play game, nothing on the line. On the #2 tee, John notes that Fred has a rifle in his bag.
John finally can stand no more on the seventh green. "Um, Fred, what's with the rifle?
Fred replies, "Well, as it happens, I'm a pro hit-man and never without my tools.
"Interesting," says John. "I was a sniper in Iraq. Can I give it a look?
Giving it bit of thought, Fred says, "Well as one pro to another, sure." and pulls the weapon from the bag.
"Wow! Nice scope. Sweet. I can see my house from here. Hmmmm, what the heck is Bob's car doing in my driveway?
Fred intones, "That scope is fitted with a polarizing filter. You should be able to see through any window."
John moves the sites and focuses on the bedroom. "That SOB is naked in my bedroom. Crap! so is my wife!" He looks up at John. "My eyesight isn't what it once was and I'm way out of practice. You say you're a pro? Well, what's the charge?"
"$10,000 a shot."
John only gives it a moment's thought. "Ok. I want her dead, but I want him to suffer. Shoot her in the head, and blow his **** off."
Fred takes the rifle and scopes out the situation. "Hmm, that will be 2 rapid fire rounds. The second has to hit its target before any reaction to the first can happen. Very difficult." A pause. "You have the money for this?"
"Yes. Just do it."
Fred takes a long time looking through the scope.
"What are you waiting for?" asks John.
"Give it a bit. I think I can solve my problem and save you ten G's."